The house was still cold and silent. It had been weeks since that devastating fight. Riya and Vikram were living in the same space, but it felt like two strangers sharing a home rather than a married couple trying to rebuild what was once so perfect. The emotional distance between them had grown, and the strain of their relationship was now visible in every word, every action.

Riya had spent the last few days avoiding Vikram. She went to work early, came back late, and retreated into her routine, hoping that time would provide clarity. Every time she passed him, she could see the guilt in his eyes, but it wasn't enough to mend the cracks in her heart.